"If you want," he says, after a moment of silence, looking away again. All at once he's freshly uncomfortable and not even sure why--because he was fucked up then, like he'd said, and everything's better now, isn't it?

Well, isn't it?

"Got some learning to do myself, but... yeah. Sure." He shoots her a wry smile. "Won't even get all fucking weird about it. I promise."